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Huons Are Crying


Verse1
Our second oldest life

Predating Christianity itself

A beacon in southern forests

Cleared for wealth

 

Verse 2
We cut, cleared and burnt

The areas they ruled

Clearing all life

These greed driven fools

 

Chorus
Huons are crying

Reign coming to an end

One hundred years they say

Without climate on the mend

 

Verse 3
Sentinels of beauty

Still they survive

Majesty in tact

As southern forests revive

 

Verse 4
New threat looms

For these wonders of nature

4000 years broken

By foolish strangers

 

Verse 5
Carbon fills the air

Temperatures rise

This insidious creeping

Will be their demise

 

Chorus x 2
Huons are crying

Reign coming to an end

One hundred years they say

Without climate on the mend

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